why does the phone always ring when i'm just getting ready to pull your panties down...

so, there i was, putting the fucking moves on my waitress from the steakhouse yesterday... things are getting hot and heavy and then... the phone fucking rings. i wake up. it's always just a fucking dream anymore. this world is slowly trying to snuff out my imagination. i can't let them win this one.

i was up pretty damn late last night. i was listening to a wrestling podcast while watching some porn. talk about having your cake and eating it too. i did get the dishes done and took a long shower as well last night. all after i went down in the cellar and changed out the water filters. the smell was getting to me. mom basically can't smell anything anymore it seems. i did tell her when i came up from the cellar that i'm certainly not going to miss doing that at the new house.

i guess the closing date for the new house is Dec. 19th. everything seems to be lining up for this to happen. now, it's all about getting some shit done around here on the farm and then hoping we can sell this without ever having to list it on the market. i do think we're going to have to rent a storage space for a few months, just to be able to put shit in before we have a big ass garage sale.

today is a busy sports day for me. the Dayton Flyers play at Arkansas. this is a huge chance for the Flyers to get a nice win on the road that will definitely help them come NCAA tournament selection time. it will not be easy, especially given the way Dayton has been shooting the ball here recently.

right after that is over, i'm driving up to Columbus with my friend Paul to see the Blue Jackets take on the Penguins. Paul is a huge Penguins fan and he has never been to see them. actually, i don't think he's ever been to a NHL game. so, this is basically my Christmas gift to him. i told him all he needs to cover is the parking and whatever he's eating and drinking.

i think we're driving back after we get something to eat, so i highly doubt i will be in home in time to see Saturday Night Live. hopefully i am home in time to see ROH. there is a tag team match i really want to see tonight.

i think i will be back on here tomorrow after the Manchester United game. they play Liverpool tomorrow, so i'll either be really fucking happy or really fucking mad when you next hear from me.

i do hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. may no phone calls interrupt your visions of ecstasy. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Chuck Mead - Sittin' On Top of the Bottom
Iron Maiden - The Trooper
Sevendust - Black
Jeffrey Gaines - In Your Eyes (Live)
Tracy Chapman - Give Me One Reason

"Experience is a good school. But the fees are high." - Heinrich Heine

it is starting to look like spring...

here are your 2 links for national poetry month:

http://learning.blogs.nytimes.com/2014/04/10/poetry-pairing-a-poem-of-changgan/?_php=true&_type=blogs&_r=0

http://www.newsadvance.com/the_burg/features/cover_story/beat-burg-riverviews-artspace-marks-national-poetry-month-with-festival/article_c37abae4-bfff-11e3-a4b8-0017a43b2370.html

it actually feels like spring today. it's around 70 degrees with hardly any clouds at all. the only problem is the damn wind. at least 20 mph at all times, gusting to over 50 mph. fuck me. i'm waiting for more pieces of the barns to fly off. just great.

the New York Yankees lost last night, 5-4. Tanaka got off to a rough start but settled down to strike out 10. the Yankees wasted that start as it was 3-3 going into the 9th. and this is where it sucks when your closer in on the disabled list. his replacement gives up 2 runs and they could only get 1 in the bottom half of the inning. another series lost. not a good trend to start early in the season. next up is 4 with the fucking Red Sox starting tonight.

also tonight, the New York Rangers play their final home game against Buffalo. hopefully they close out the home schedule with a win.

also tonight is a new episode of The Big Bang Theory. looks like a busy night for the remote control.

i didn't go to the bank today as i spent most of the morning helping my mother. she's having some back problems and as someone with a horrific back, i know how painful that can be. she wants me to go with her to the bank on Saturday. i figured i would play the good son today. of course, it's going to be raining Saturday morning... i suppose i will have to keep my mouth shut with the 'i told you so' when it comes to the weather.

so, today was a few hours of iTunes and porn. interesting as always. as you'll be able to tell below, i was once again all over the fucking map.

i'm officially at the panic stage with my fantasy hockey finals. i'm adding players from teams i absolutely hate in hopes they can help change my fortunes. i just really need one good night or one night where my opponent shits the bed. i have a plan in my mind for the weekend games. of course, another bad night and that will be out the window as well.

i might do some writing tonight as i have some words floating around my brain. i'll keep you posted...

that's all for me today kids. enjoy the insanity below. be well and i'll be back on here sometime tomorrow. maybe after typing up some poems...

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Powerman 5000 - Bombshell
Aimee Mann - The Scientist (Live)
Craig Mack - Flava In Ya Ear (Remix)
deadmau5 - Raise Your Weapon
Israel Kamakawiwo'ole - Somewhere Over The Rainbow
Morphine - You Look Like Rain
Barbarian Overlords - The Harvester
Josh Thompson - Way Out Here
Iggy Azalea w/Charli XCX - Fancy

"The road to Easy Street goes through the sewer." - John Madden

one of those days

if you have known me for any length of time, you know how much i hate losing. even expected losses leave me fucking furious. and away we go...

Dayton got their asses handed to them last night by VCU. they got out toughed, out manned, outworked, exposed in every sense of the word. they certainly had their moments but, when your upperclassmen continue to make stupid mistakes at this point in their careers, wins on the road will always be few and far between.

the sun forgot to appear today. so a very gloomy day with a bitch load of rain on the way. one of those days where i barely have the motivation to wipe my ass. let alone feed cats, go into town to get the mail, read the paper, listen to music, read a book, etc.............

and i'm old enough now that i can no longer trick myself into feeling motivated. and forcing it has never been my style. which, doesn't matter much anymore. this takes me back to something i heard as a teen hanging out with the homeless in downtown Dayton.

find the pleasure in the pain.

it's one of those days where porn is even boring me. most people would be smart enough to sleep. i suppose i like punishing myself.

music today:

Miles Davis - Kind of Blue
Pixies - Come on Pilgrim
Avante Gauz - Avante Gauz
The Chemical Brothers - Dig Your Own Hole
Slayer - South of Heaven

"Ninety-nine percent of the failures come from people who have the habit of making excuses." - George Washington Carver

let the silly season begin

hard to think of this as winter as the temp is around 60 degrees. just what i need is another fucking drought. the one over the summer didn't hurt us as bad as i thought it would. after insurance, we made out pretty good. but i don't think the ground can take another drier than shit season and still put out a decent crop. fingers are crossed.

so, i was shooting the shit this morning and see some Yankees news come across the wire. turns out A-Rod played most of 2012 with a torn labrum in his "good" hip. surgery next month and will be out 4 to 6 months. lovely. so the Yankees starting left side of the infield are now entering the relic stage of their careers where injuries should be the norm. i'll be interested to see how the brass figures out the replacement parts on a budget. this upcoming season already smells like a close but no cigar try for the playoffs. yuck.

and speaking of sports, had an interesting past Saturday. one thing i totally fucking hate is when a team plays down to their competition. drives me insane. so to see Manchester United and the Dayton Flyers both do it but still win was infuriating. i'm already readying the rubber room when all of this shit comes to fuck them later on in the season.

hope everyone i sent cards and some poetic gifts to get them soon and enjoy them.

i'm on the verge of winning all 3 fantasy football matches from this weekend. i've got decent leads in all 3. i won't watch much of the game tonight though, too much college basketball, The Voice, and Monday Night Raw to keep my brain active with. maybe one of these days i'll get a DVR and be somewhat normal.

or maybe not.

wish i had the balls to act out one of my great porn fantasies today. for some reason this woman brought a package from amazon.com out to the farm. attractive and curvy. of course, having no game i just smiled and said thank you and watched her walk away like the creep i am. and instead of watching soccer or doing some household chores, i spent the next 2 hours on redtube letting my imagination take a tour of filth.

thank god for a towel nearby.

totally loved the last 3 episodes of Boardwalk Empire. and i can't wait for a bunch of my favorites to come back next month. back to the old days of getting to sleep at 3 in the morning after all the Sunday night television.

music today:

The Black Keys - El Camino
Over The Rhine - Snow Angel

"Everybody knows how to raise children, except the people who have them." - P.J. O'Rourke

ramblings

my internet today has gone from out, to fast as hell, to slow. at least i got my porn viewing done during the fast as hell time. and a hello to Jada Fire.

would be nice to see the Yankees get the sweep tonight. fingers are crossed.

and in the it's all LeBron's fault eastern conference finals, i couldn't really give 2 shits what happens. as long as the last 5 minutes are entertaining, i'm good.

a nice odd mix of music today

Beck - Guero
N.W.A. - Straight Outta Compton
The Breeders - Last Splash
Sex Pistols - Never Mind the Bollocks Here's the Sex Pistols

"As long as people believe in absurdities they will continue to commit atrocities." - Voltaire